She was still planning to make some soup noodles today, a dish she liked and found easy to make. Making extra meant she could save a meal for the evening.
Just as the noodles had gone into the pot, she heard a knock at the door.
Her heart trembled slightly, unable to put her feelings into words.
Was it him?
Could it be that when he said he would come over at noon, he didn't mean her stall but here?
Qin Xiangnuan turned down the gas stove a bit, wiped her hands quickly on her body, and ran to open the door.
As soon as she opened the door, there he was, standing at the doorway, holding a large leather suitcase.
"I came to join you for a meal."
The man walked in casually, placed the suitcase on the floor carelessly, and said, "Mmm, what are you cooking? It smells delicious, I'm hungry."
